She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox.

I guess if you're that thin and that small you don't need to take up too much space or breathe that much air. You just keep on going.

Have you never heard what the wise men say: all of the future exists in the past.

You don't run out on people; you run out on yourself.

If there is no mystery, for the artist, to solve inside of his art, then there's no point in it....for me, every act of the art of solving a mystery.

When I'm writing, I never write more than four hours a day.

I'd rather have cancer than a dishonest heart. Which isn't being pious. Just practical. Cancer may cool you, but the other's sure to.